I love the Wing Rodeo — named after the little burg where the event has been held for decades. It’s as down-home Americana as you can get. Cowboys and cowgirls from around the region gather to compete not only against each other but against the critters they ride and rope.
This year, the weather was better than some years when snow and rain made a mess of things. This year, warm sunny weather gave competitors a brilliant day. Even the broncs felt invigorated. Not one of the cowboys beat the broncs to stay in the saddle til the buzzer.
I and may camera spent a couple hours at the rodeo until the clouds moved in and I lost my natural light. The natural light of the golden hour was awesome, but those dang clouds turn even the nicest golds in to blues.
Keeping in mind the contest of the down home old fashioned event, in post processing I turned a few of the images into something more appropriate for the event.